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In toil and sorrow thou shalt eat

The bitter bread of poverty.

After the burden and the heat,

Lo! it is Death who calls for thee.

This is the road, which, diverging from the principal street at the entrance of villages, makes a circuit about them. Persons who are in dread of receiving some well deserved insult, are supposed to take this route to escape attention. ↩